Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 419 - 421: Killed with a Single Palm

Thud!

Suddenly, a terrifying sound erupted, causing the entire void to tremble.

Whoosh!

The wind roared, sweeping up dust and debris.

Indeed.

This terrifying force broke through the barrier, echoing beyond the Ten-mile-long Street, as if an unprecedented earthquake had erupted.

"This..."

The crowd stared ahead with wide eyes.

Clearly.

The power of the two battling exceeded everyone’s expectations. It was beyond what ordinary humans could possess, whether it was Ye Qingchen’s earlier slash or his current flick of the wrist, he seemed like a deity.

Amidst countless gazes.

The dust gradually settled, revealing the scene. Ye Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back atop the ruins, untouched, his robe free of dust.

Everyone’s eyes widened, for Shan Xuantong was nowhere to be seen, only a deep pit before Ye Qingchen, a giant palm imprint, with a mess of shattered flesh and blood inside.

Silence!

The vast Ten-mile-long Street fell into dead silence.

"This..."

Li Changfeng witnessed this scene, his face losing all color, almost collapsing to the ground.

The cultivators watching around were struck dumb, overwhelmed with shock.

Previously, when Su Muzhe claimed Ye Qingchen was stronger than him, everyone assumed it was a joke. But now, witnessing this scene, they truly felt the terror of Ye Qingchen.

In the distance, several young dandies gaped, gazing at Ye Qingchen standing with his hands behind his back, feeling an indescribable fear surge in their hearts.

Zhao Qinglong sighed deeply, thinking to himself, "I suspected it would come to this."

Only Su Muzhe remained calm.

Yet even he could not hide his inner shock. Ye Qingchen’s power surpassed even when he faced Lei Ming. And Ye Qingchen was only at the Celestial Saint Fifth Layer. If he reached the Celestial Saint Eighth or Ninth Layer, what power would he wield?

Within the street.

Ye Qingchen stood silently.

For others, Shan Xuantong, the Great Guardian, was unparalleled, almost invincible, but weaker than Lei Ming. Yet through him, Ye Qingchen gained an understanding of the Mountain Division’s strength.

He gently waved his right hand, and the barrier covering the area quietly vanished.

Then.

Amidst the crowd’s shock and fear, his gaze swept across the scene, finally landing on Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng was pale, retreating several steps with a ’pat,’ finally pleading with a pained smile, "Mr. Ye, can you spare my life? I was wrong..."

"What do you think?" Ye Qingchen replied with a faint smile, "You, along with Han Jintang and Shen Tianci, attacked me, and now you think a mere apology erases everything?"

Hearing this, Li Changfeng’s face turned gray, struggling to say, "Mr. Ye, if you spare my life, I am willing to offer the Li Family’s centuries-old foundation..."

However.

Before he could finish, Ye Qingchen shook his head, saying:

"No need!"

Before Li Changfeng could react, Ye Qingchen flicked a finger, a burst of energy whizzed through the air, piercing his skull, killing him instantly.

"Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Seeing Li Changfeng fall, Han Jintang’s soul almost scattered, repeatedly bowing and begging for his life. He hit his head on the ground until it bled, seemingly unaware, only desperate to live.

But Ye Qingchen didn’t so much as glance at him.

Han Jintang’s Qi Blood attack was shattered by Su Muzhe, leaving his Qi Blood mostly dissipated, his cultivation falling from the Celestial Saint Eighth Layer to the Fifth Layer, with further decline inevitable, eventually weaker than ordinary Celestial Saints.

A cripple, not worth Ye Qingchen’s attention.

Everyone around, watching this scene, felt they’d never see anything as extraordinary in their lifetimes.

This youth from across the sea not only defeated the three great families but also used the Mountain Division’s Great Guardian as a flag for eradicating the Celestial God Sect.

"From today, the western region will surely be engulfed in blood and chaos!"

Everyone sighed inwardly.

...

Soon.

The surrounding crowd dispersed.

After this battle, the Martial Arts Exchange Conference was utterly dismantled and could never continue. Zhao Qinglong and others left step by step, carrying the memory of the earlier scene, their hearts still full of fear.

Yet.

To their surprise, Ye Qingchen did not stop or kill them as they’d imagined. Only Zhao Qinglong understood, to such an existence, they were insignificant ants.

"Elder Su, it’s your turn!"

Retracting his gaze from the departing crowd, Ye Qingchen looked at Su Muzhe nearby.

"Yes!"

Su Muzhe nodded, stepping forward to Shan Xuantong’s corpse, forming a hand seal. From the mangled corpse, a faint shadow emerged, the spirit of Shan Xuantong.

Once reaching the Celestial Saint Realm, one could communicate with ghost gods.

This was why Ye Qingchen showed no mercy against Shan Xuantong.

"Young Master Ye, he spoke!" After a moment, Su Muzhe looked up respectfully, "The Mountain Division of the Celestial God Sect is at the border of the Celestial Sea Continent, at a place called West Cold Mountain!"

"West Cold Mountain? So it’s there!"

Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes, his gaze profound, lost in thought.

Then.

He turned his gaze, toward beyond the Ten-mile-long Street, where a figure seemed to be rushing hurriedly.

"Young Master Ye, do you want to see her..." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Su Muzhe cautiously asked.

"No need, seeing her once is enough! Let’s go!"

Ye Qingchen shook his head, turning away.

Su Muzhe sighed deeply, following after.

The two ascended into the sky, not pausing for even a moment, disappearing in the boundless sea of clouds in the blink of an eye. Jiang Churan, arriving late at the Ten-mile-long Street, saw the desolate battlefield and the empty street, overwhelmed with helplessness, tears soon blurred her vision.

"Why wouldn’t he even see me one last time?"

After some time.

Jiang Yuntian arrived, eyes red, patting Jiang Churan’s shoulder, "Mr. Ye did this for your own good, he doesn’t want to drag you into this..."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Churan lowered her head, her gaze complex.

She hadn’t realized.

Without noticing, she had distanced herself from Ye Qingchen.

...

And with the end of the Martial Arts Exchange Conference, news of the battle spread rapidly, sweeping across the Celestial Sea Continent in no time.

In an instant.

The entire Celestial Sea Continent was set ablaze!